So why not be the vast, antipodal cloud
you soloed under, riven by cold gales?
My weekend #coloradominitrip is embedded on iPhoto but those photos are static. Nowhere can they capture the grandeur of the mountains or the sense that there is the potential in your body to push it more,to go to the limits—to be “another thing.”
The others are one thing. They know they are.
One compass needle. They have found their way
Colorado Poet Laureate David Mason’s poem, “Another Thing,” suggests that desire to live life in another way, “to wreck yourself once more against the day.” A poem like the mountains can call us to higher feats. I like that.